It was a grand boon doubtless; and independence would be glorious- yes，I felt that- that thought swelled my heart.

"You unbend your forehead at last," said Mr. Rivers. "I thought Medusa had looked at you，and that you were turning to stone.

perhaps now you will ask how much you are worth?"

"How much am I worth?"

"Oh，a trifle! Nothing of course to speak of- twenty thousand pounds，I think they say- but what is that?"

"Twenty thousand pounds?"

Here was a new stunner- I had been calculating on four or five thousand. This news actually took my breath for a moment: Mr. St. John，whom I had never heard laugh before，laughed now.

"Well," said he，"if you had mitted a murder，and I had told you your crime was discovered，you could scarcely look more aghast."

"It is a large sum- don"t you think there is a mistake?"

"No mistake at all."

"perhaps you have read the figures wrong- it may be two thousand!"

"It is written in letters，not figures,- twenty thousand."

I again felt rather like an individual of but average gastronomical powers sitting down to feast alone at a table spread with provisions for a hundred. Mr. Rivers rose now and put his cloak on.

"If it were not such a very wild night," he said，"I would send Hannah down to keep you pany: you look too desperately miserable to be left alone. But Hannah，poor woman! could not stride the drifts so well as I: her legs are not quite so long: so I must e"en leave you to your sorrows. Good-night."

He was lifting the latch: a sudden thought occurred to me.